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Phone Calls


Ring 

Ring ring 

Thats all I hear

The phone ringing

I have to be here, I have to be there

Im always a minute too late

Im making my own appointments, calling all the wrong people

when was the last time I talked to my parents?

Ring ring 

Ring

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